In a dark room at Hogwarts, a wizard in dark brown wizard robes was holding his head and falling to his knees in pain.

“Nope!! Who the hell?! The horrifying thing is that it was not him who cried out the miserable voice, but from a strange face on the back of his head.

It was Professor Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, and Voldemort, who was surviving.

“Lord… Master, what happened, for … Why…”

“Shut me up, you trash!” Voldemort interrupted Quirrell’s words with a roar, and roared in a low voice:

“Don’t let me find out who it is! Don’t let me find out who it is! ”

The scene in this room was not known to anyone, and after a while, the weaker Voldemort calmed down.

“I need more protection, Quirrell, I’m going to the Forbidden Forest early tonight, I need to…” said Voldemort’s hoarse voice

“…… Unicorn blood. ”

……

Time flies, and the first half of Hogwarts has been very peaceful since Wilkes’ performance in the Charms class.

Because of the many gains, Wilkes’ strength has risen sharply, whether it is magic or spells, it has increased too fast.

He needs enough time to master them thoroughly.

Especially with spells, Wilkes obtained a lot of magic from the Room of Requirement, and some of Voldemort’s memories.

So Wilkes chose to fall silent again.

Even compared to before, Wilkes showed almost complete arrogance this time.

Apart from cultivating a relationship with Hermione and Luna on a daily basis, he hardly communicates with anyone.

During the day, no matter what the course, Wilkes hardly listened to the lecture, always alone with his head down, looking at the large number of magic books that had just arrived.

At night, a person sneaks into the room of demand and constantly practices various spells.

Whether it was learned from books or evil spells obtained from Voldemort’s memory, Wilkes was like a dry sponge, constantly absorbing water to fill it up.

And the results obtained were equally remarkable, Wilkes was now almost no weaker than any adult wizard, and even more comprehensive.

Today, Wilkes is still as usual, after class, he came to the Hogwarts library.

Of course, Wilkes came here to read, but instead of reading the books in the library, he sat at a table, holding a book called “The Curse of Defense and Deterrence”, which he got from the room of demand, and looked at it seriously.

While looking, Wilkes also looked to his side from time to time, and sitting beside him was a little girl with thick and unkempt brown hair and shawls, pink and black.

It seems that she is also looking at the book seriously, and her legs are still swinging happily from time to time.

“Hermione.” The corners of Wilkes’ mouth curled up and called out her identity.

It was Hermione.

It was also because he was afraid of himself and was too focused on magic to ignore her, so he would go far away during the day and run to the library.

In order to accompany Hermione to read a book.

As for Luna… During the day, they were together all the time, and when they returned to the common room at night, he was still not idle during the time before going to bed.

Luna, Hermione, both.

Being startled by Wilkes’ sudden voice, Hermione was taken aback, and turned to look at Wilkes with an unkind smile, Hermione felt a panic in her heart, and forced a serious expression:

“Well, you won’t be playing any other ideas, I can tell you, this is in the library, you can’t mess around.”

Hermione was often teased by Wilkes and already knew him too well, bullying her every time Wilkes looked at her like that.

Hearing this, Wilkes was stunned, with some exaggerated expressions, and said helplessly: “Baby, it’s not right for you to say that, I just want to ask, tomorrow will start the Christmas holiday, have you packed your things, but I didn’t expect you…”

“Could it be that I am such a person in your heart.” Wilkes looked like he sighed.

“You… You bully me again. Hermione’s cheeks reddened slightly when she heard what Wilkes called herself, but after such a long time together, she also got used to it a little, and quickly returned to normal.

“Hmph, ignore you, my things have long been packed, you better care about your things first, clean up.” Hermione turned her head, not daring to look Wilkes directly.

Wilkes lightly “oh”, his eyebrows raised lightly, but he didn’t expect that now Hermione had learned badly, and in the face of his teasing, he could ignore it.

“So that’s so…” Wilkes suddenly laughed sneered, stretched out his two hands, and slowly hugged Hermione from behind, and rested his chin on Hermione’s shoulder.

“I don’t know, can you help me clean up, after all, our relationship…” Wilkes whispered into Hermione’s ear.

In an instant, Hermione was flushed, climbing from the bottom of her neck to her cheeks, and blue smoke seemed to be visible on her head.

“You! What are you doing, quick… Let go. Hermione didn’t dare to speak loudly, her red face lowered her head, and she said in a low voice.

“You won’t clean up yourself, besides, we didn’t… It’s okay, and your stuff…” Hermione said, suddenly her cheeks bulged and she turned to glare at Wilkes.

“Why don’t you let Luna clean it up for you!”

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